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T here were only two sounds in the hotel room: the soft whir of the hotel’s air conditioning…and the stuttering hitch of May’s breath as Henner lowered his mouth to hers.

For miles in the car, tension had dogged them. Nothing about the op had changed. Hell, there wasn’t even a plan at the moment. But any tension between him and May flowed away as their mouths connected.

Heat whipped at his insides and he gently probed the seam of her mouth with his tongue, seeking entrance.

With a soft gasp, she parted for him. He swept inside, tasting, seeking…taking.

A hypnotic wave of lust struck him. He tightened his grip on her waist—god, she was so small compared to him—and drew her flush against his body.

A soft mewl of want escaped her and she slid her arms around his neck. He felt her tremble of desire. As if she couldn’t live with giving in to it, she pushed away from him.

Breathing hard, she twisted her head aside. “This is a bad idea, AJ.”

“Probably. But all the fun things in life are bad ideas.”

Reluctantly, she shot him a look.

Before she could turn away from him again, he hooked a knuckle beneath her jaw and forced her chin up.

“What good will come of us sleeping together?”

“I plan on doing more than sleeping.”

He saw how his words affected her. He’d forgotten how women worked and that hearing sweet words, confessions of desire and even dirty talk, undid them more than his skilled hands could.

Her throat worked in a delicate swallow.

He slipped his hand upward to cup her cheek. She covered it with her own, her slender fingers arousing the hell out of him even though she wasn’t touching any body parts he’d ever considered a turn-on before.

“We won’t do anything you don’t want to do.”

Though she seemed to struggle with herself, she met his gaze. In that minute, she threw open the door to her soul.

Fuck. He fell right in. The black depths burned with want, and he saw so much more.

He inched closer. “You can hide from other people behind the walls you keep up, but not from me.”

“You didn’t like me from the start.”

“I didn’t dislike you. I was suspicious of a stranger turning up at the Blackout base without warning.”

“You didn’t want to be my partner.”

His lips quirked. “If I recall correctly, you’re the one who bent Con’s ear as soon as I left the room so you could complain about being mine .”

She let her hand fall from where his still rested on the curve of her cheek.

He glanced at her lips. Damn, he wanted to taste her again. To claim that small rosebud mouth over and over until she was burning for him. Then to strip off her clothes and worship every inch of her throat, her bare breasts.

And reach between her thighs and stroke her pussy until she bucked into his hand.

He arched a brow at her, waiting for her to make the next move. The room was dimly lit thanks to a lamp he’d switched on when he performed his cursory sweep of the space. Soft shadows stroked over her clear, perfect skin and showed him the torment playing across her features.

“It’s been a long day. And we have rules to follow.” Her words only amped up the tension buzzing between them.

“Any rules, you place on yourself.”

“Come on, AJ. Would Con approve of us getting into bed together?”

“Pretty sure I already said I plan to do more than get in bed.”

She dragged in a shaky breath.

Seeing that things wouldn’t go any further and he wasn’t the sort of man who pressured a woman, he dropped his hand from her cheek and stepped back.

As he started to turn away, she locked her fingers around his arm. With a strength he didn’t know she had, she tugged him around to face her.

Her stare centered on his mouth. “I do want to...” She struggled for a heartbeat, then snapped her stare up to his. Her eyes burned. “I want you.”

A smile teased his lips. “Took ya long enough to come to that conclu—”

She threw her arms around his neck and kissed him with a raw need that had him hard and aching in a blink. Pulling her tighter against him, he kissed her in return, holding nothing back.

He plundered her.

Nibbled her plump bottom lip.

Delved his tongue back inside her mouth until she was quaking in his arms.

Sliding his hand up her ribs, he cupped one breast. It was a small handful, filling his palm to perfection.

He groaned, and she let out a quiet noise of need that shot his pulse rate higher. He withdrew from the kiss to watch her face as he swiped his thumb across her hardened nipple. It shrank to a tighter pebble for him.

She touched him too, running her palms over his chest and back up to curl around his shoulders. “I want to see you…again.”

Their stares locked. Everything that passed between them since their hurried changing session in the last hotel pushed them toward this point.

Gripping the hem of her top, he watched her eyes for consent. Darting her tongue over her bottom lip, she gave him a flick of her lashes that made his cock surge.

He pulled her top over her head. She wasn’t wearing a bra. Christ, he needed at least one more barrier before they reached this moment, but now they were at the point of no return.

Gently, he skimmed his fingers up her torso and cupped her breasts. She panted. “AJ…”

He dipped his head and laved one hardened nipple with his tongue. A slow lick made her head fall back and a louder moan burst from her lips.

“Oh my god…” She clung to his shoulders like she needed him to stay on her feet.

And why should either of them be on their feet?

He swept her into his arms and carried her the few steps to the bed, setting her down again at the bedside.

She threw herself at him, her kisses wild. Her body bowed in his grasp, and he clasped one nipple gently, pinching and teasing.

She tore off his shirt. The appreciation in her eyes as she took in the body that was built from years of training, then battle, made him even prouder of the machine the military had created.

When she lowered her lips to his pec and brushed a kiss over the flesh, he wasn’t prepared for the hard pull on his senses.

“Jesus, May.” He cradled her head, holding her to him while she pressed a line of kisses from one side of his chest to the other.

He fondled her breast and reached for the button of her pants.

She fell still, lifting her head to meet his gaze. When her hand scudded over the front of his jeans—over his bulging erection—the glittering lust in her eyes was too much for him.

He lifted her onto the bed and followed her down, pressing her into the mattress. Capturing her mouth, he took complete control, kissing and fondling until she writhed. She was so caught up in their heavy make-out session that once she realized that he’d stripped off all her clothes, including her shoes and socks, she gasped.

He braced himself on his elbows, taking in her beauty. “I want you, May. Bad. Maybe more than I’ve ever wanted a woman.”

She searched his eyes as if for falsities. “Show me how much, AJ. Show me.”

He kicked off his boots and socks but refrained from removing his jeans. Again, he needed that barrier if he was going to make this good for her.

Performing a pushup, he lowered himself over her once more to claim her lips. The kiss rocketed from zero to two hundred at the very first brush. When those fingernails that had driven him nuts at the meeting sank lightly into his back, he let out a growl.

Her sleek curves rubbed against him until he hovered on the brink.

Tearing his mouth from hers, he spattered kisses over her breasts, sucking on each nipple while she wiggled under him. Then he continued down the sweep of her stomach.

“AJ,” she panted, chest heaving.

He parted those firm thighs. Her pussy glistened with desire.

Using two fingers, he stroked the seam, burrowing into her folds all the way to her drenched opening.

“Oh my god!” Her hips lifted off the bed, rocking into his hand in a show of what she wanted from him.

He carried a single condom with him in his wallet. Seeing May splayed out on the bed for him, he knew that one condom would never be enough. Good thing he had the foresight to grab a box back at the store.

In a slow dip, he stretched out between her sweet thighs…and buried his tongue in her pussy.

* * * * *

May’s lungs stopped working. So did her brain. But her body was alive and well—and sparking like she’d stumbled on a live wire.

She did—AJ’s tongue.

If she thought his kisses had stolen her mind, and the way he touched her made her burn, she never anticipated how it would feel to have the SEAL between her thighs.

Liquid heat blazed through her core. The glide of his tongue through her wet folds started at the bottom and moved inch by mind-bending inch up to her clit.

He swirled his tongue around her hard nubbin, and she dug her fingers deep into his shoulders. All the sexual tension that zapped between them ever since they saw each other half undressed mounted higher and higher. Her insides gripped. Her clit throbbed.

She couldn’t believe the noises in the room could be coming from her . But the low moans mixed with sharper cries had to be hers. If she didn’t have control over her voice, she sure didn’t have any on her body. Her hips rocked. Her thighs clenched.

As AJ moved his tongue up and down her pussy, the roughness of his beard stubble burned her sensitive skin. When this was all over, she’d bear red marks.

That excited her even more.

With a swirl of his tongue, he swept her away. Each soft pull of his lips and tongue drove her so high she thought she’d never come down from the clouds she soared among. Her stomach dipped sharply as a knot yanked tight in her core.

“A…J!” His name burst from her clamped lips and her release thundered through her.

She bucked. He sucked. As her inner walls squeezed, he filled her with two fingers and drove her even higher. Her mind blanked on the ecstasy of sensation. Every heartbeat slammed into her ribs, and the moment stretched on and on and on.

When he lifted his head, the stare he pierced her with made all the others look tame.

He let out a growl. Goose bumps erupted over her whole body, and her pussy gave a throb in some primal answer.

At that moment she realized her body had been responding to his all along, now more than ever. Like their arguments had only been foreplay that drew them together.

He pushed to his feet next to the bed, his eyes hooded as he studied her. She was no prude, but being under the scrutiny of a hot hunk like AJ Henner was unnerving as hell. Her mind swirled with every thud of her pulse.

Reaching behind him, he withdrew his wallet and produced a condom from the depths. Then he tossed it on the nightstand. Still holding her stare, he unfastened his fly.

Seeing that rock-hard bulge behind his black cotton underwear left her breathless and throbbing all over again.

She sat up and inched closer. Flicking her attention to his face, she slowly reached out to touch him.

It had been a long time since she’d undressed a man. Desire made her bolder as she slipped her fingers into the sides of his jeans and eased them down his hips. He smelled like man and leather, even though he wasn’t wearing any, combined with something that could be a mix of tree sap and gunpowder. The scent made her want to get closer, to bury her nose against his skin.

Her breaths came in faster pants and with him watching her every move, her insides pulsed in time to them. When she slowly drew his boxer briefs down, she blinked at the sight of AJ’s cock.

His enormous, thick cock. The mushroomed head was purple with need. Knowing how much he wanted this—wanted her—spiked her arousal. She tugged his boxers down farther, freeing the hard, veined length.

Curling her fingers around the base, she started to lean in, to taste him, drawn by the pull he had on her.

But he grasped her shoulders, stopping her.

She looked up into his eyes.

“Not this time. I won’t last if you put your mouth on me.”

Excitement wound through her lower belly.

He stuck the condom in his teeth and ripped it open. In a quick jerk of his fist, he shoved it down the length all the way to the base.

When he pulled his hand away, she saw it was shaking slightly.

Their stares locked.

Oh god, what was happening? This was supposed to be a fun roll in the hay, a way to decompress after the stressful hours that made up this op so far.

He brushed his knuckle beneath her chin, causing those goose bumps to erupt on her body all over again.

Her nipples hardened, and he took notice. The warmth in his bright sapphire eyes sliding over her body and up to her face caused a different sort of nerves.

Without warning, he leaned down and scooped her up in his arms, hauling her onto the center of the mattress. His mouth crashed over hers.

She yanked him down on top of her, reveling in the feel of his hard muscles pressing her down.

Twitching his hips, he brought the head of his cock up against her entrance. “Christ, you’re as slippery as the road to hell.” His grating tone washed over her, making her eyes slip shut on what shouldn’t sound like lovemaking in the form of words.

But it did.

“Fill me,” she begged in a whisper.

He leaned in and took her mouth at the same second he thrust his cock inside her.

He stretched her, overfilled her. The burn of lust tripled.

When he began to move, they shared a low groan. The flip of their tongues, the slap of their bodies toyed with the music of their moans.

She wrapped her legs around his body, and he pushed deeper.

“Fuck! May…” He took the kiss to a new level as he fucked her hard, deep and thoroughly.

Before she expected it, the tightening of his chiseled muscles sent her over the edge into a screaming orgasm. She gripped him tight and threw herself into kissing the man moving inside her.

The jerk of his hips surged in a faster rhythm. When she felt him stiffen, she twisted her mouth from his. She wanted to see his face when he came apart.

She didn’t know why.

She shouldn’t want to see the bliss pass over his ruggedly handsome face.

But she had to.

It was just as good as she hoped for. His jaw tensed around a low growl rumbling up his throat, and the cords in his neck showed just how much he held back as his spurts of cum shot out of him on each plunge.

Her insides clenched around his length, pulling him deeper. She sighed against his chest. Her fingers drew little designs on his broad shoulders.

Resting his chin on top of her head, he exhaled slowly, ruffling her hair.

Their bodies fit together perfectly, and that surprised her since he was so much bigger than she was.

The weight of everything they’d done melted away, along with any need to argue.

Or so she thought.

“I knew I’d win you over with my charm.”

“Hold up.” She pushed on his shoulders so he leaned away from her. “You actually think you won me over with charm ?”

“Absolutely. It was inevitable.”

“Inevitable? You must have lost all your brain cells during the sex, because I only remember how you endlessly annoyed me.”

“You mean I’m annoyingly charming.”

She gave him a flat look that had him chuckling. To keep from laughing too, she twisted her lips, trapping any noise inside.

His glorious body caught her attention, but the tender kiss he brushed across her lips made her forget what they were even arguing about this time.

She curled her fingers into his biceps, holding on to the moment—on to him.